Tag: Poetry

Carried

At times I’ve felt all blown along Along the Winds of Autumn’s song No clear and present directation Nor a moment’s expectation Yet with each up and rising, burning sun My heart’s alight and yearns for fun Of unexpected, cheerful kind The sort that often comes to mind When dreaming of a girl who’s touch […]

Where the Art Comes From

I’ve always had an inkling for ideas deep inside For funny little thoughts and things I always felt that I should hide   But somehow when you’re near me, encouraging and fun Somehow when I hear you call out “you can do it!” I feel as if I’ve stepped into the sun   And like […]